Sometimes I just feel so lonely, even though I’m sorrounded by friends and family. In the middle of a conversation - or even a laugh, I find mysel being interouptet by this emotion. I feel a overwelming sadness, my stomache hurts, and for some minuttes I swear it feels like I’m suffering from a mix of a huge loss, grief or longing for someone, or something. Ever since I was little I’ve struggled explaining how it feels like. I’ve always thought that if I went home to see my mom, went to my boyfriend’s house or maby or met my best friends it would disapear. But it doesn’t.

As I have grown older I’ve found the closest I can call an explanation. I feel homesick for something, or someone, I don’t even know excist. I don’t think I will ever understand what, or why, or who. Maybe I just need to learn to live with it.

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When I was five years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.
― John Lennon  (via vans-supreme)
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